The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

After leaving Nanhua Mountain, Zhang Yi went straight to the East China Sea. Master said that he could just wait there.

Traveling hundreds of miles a day, Zhang Yi at this time is not half as good as he was when he came out of Xianyang. He looks like a land god.

Stabilizing his body and looking up at the endless sea, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After sorting out his clothes, Zhang Yi held the jade slip in his hand, slowly knelt on the ground, and gave a big gift to the East China Sea.

"Disciple Zhang Yi, fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny and brought the Nanhua Sutra back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously rough waves calmed down instantly, becoming like a mirror in an instant.

Zhang Yi lowered her head and did not look at the change, but her heart was filled with excitement, and she was inevitably so excited that her body started to tremble.

On the mirror-like sea surface, the water suddenly parted to both sides, and a figure appeared on the bottom of the sea. He took one step forward and was in front of Zhang Yi in an instant.

Dressed in a moon-white shirt and holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, the God of Wind looked curiously at Zhang Yi, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Are you Guiguzi's closed disciple?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Zhang Yi said, "It's the disciple."

The Ventilation God General nodded slightly, then stretched forward with one hand, and countless golden lights spurted out. Zhang Yi seemed to feel something, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

"This is!?"

Before he could understand, Zhang Yi felt his body light up and his whole body flew backwards. Looking at the golden light around him, Zhang Yi's face suddenly fell.

"Again!?"

As he said that, Zhang Yi saw that he was dissatisfied with the movement of his hand. He raised his hand and a golden light was released, isolating the golden light that was entangled with him.

Two completely different powers spread with just one move, and the God of Wind general nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of a disciple of the Dragon Emperor, he has gained some true inheritance after all.

After saying that, the God of Wind waved his hand and took back the golden light that had begun to be released, and Zhang Yi slowly fell down.

Just now I was just testing the depth of Zhang Yi's Zongheng method. Being able to find the weakness of the moves he released so quickly made me agree with him Zongheng.

After taking a breath, Zhang Yi looked at General Feng Shen and said, "Is this the book that Zhenhai Dragon Palace welcomes new disciples?"

The Wind God general laughed, shook his head, turned his gaze to Zhang Yi, and said, "Really speaking, your status in Zhenhai Dragon Palace is not low."

"Your master Gui Guzi is the direct descendant of the Dragon Emperor, and you are Gui Guzi's disciple. After all, your master is the current Dragon Emperor."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi's face suddenly lit up with joy, and his eyes shone brightly, but this look did not last long.

Before Zhang Yi was happy enough, he heard General Feng Shen continue to say: "But you are also the weakest disciple under the Dragon Emperor's sect."

The expression on his face fell, Zhang Yi bowed and said: "Disciple understands, I will concentrate on practicing in the future."

The God of Wind smiled slightly, took the "South China Sutra" in Zhang Yi's hand with a wave of one hand, and said lightly: "Follow me into the palace."

Zhang Yi does not have an immortal position, everything depends on the arrangement of the Dragon Emperor.

After saying that, he saw Fengfeng turning around and leaving, and Zhang Yi followed closely behind. When he passed through the formation and reached the depths of the East China Sea, Zhang Yi saw a scene that he would never forget.

The carved railings on the bottom of the sea were really unimaginable to him, and the magnificence in front of him was beyond words to describe.

Outside the main hall of the Dragon Palace, Zhang Yi, who was waiting quietly, finally heard the voice of General Feng.

"come in."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi stood up and walked towards the palace. As soon as he entered, a powerful dragon was pressing towards him.

Zhang Yi knew that this was not the Dragon King trying to show off his power again, but a person with low cultivation who was extremely sensitive to this kind of aura. This was also the Dragon King's intention to conceal it. If he let it go, he might not even be able to enter the palace.

He bowed and saluted without raising his head. Zhang Yi bowed tremblingly, and then said: "This disciple has met the Dragon Emperor."

Looking at Zhang Yi quietly, even Dragon Emperor Ao Fan had never thought that the person in front of him could actually reach this point.

Guiguzi's disciples are only used to promote his own plans, and he has never thought about becoming an immortal.

But he never thought that Zhang Yi would actually fully absorb what Gui Guzi left for him.

Now that I was ordered to bring back the "Nanhua Sutra", it was already not easy. In addition, Zhang Yi and Zhuang Zhou had a battle, and the person in front of him could actually get the Red Sky Sword from Zhuang Zhou, which really made him a little bit confused. Unexpected.

"Have you met Zhuang Zhou?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Zhang Yi hurriedly kowtowed and responded: "I have seen him before, and we even exchanged hands with him. This man is not willing to hand over the South China Sutra easily. My disciple has no choice but to compete with him."

"Do you have any insights?" Ao Fan looked at Zhang Yi calmly, but there was a sparkle deep in his eyes.

"Zhuang Zhou's way seems to be different from Lao Dan's way, but it never changes from his sect. He just took another path. After all, he cannot escape from the Huanghuang Avenue."

Hearing what Zhang Yi said, Ao Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and his eyes were full of smiles.

I really found a treasure, there is such a lucky person!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Ao Fan chuckled and said, "Take out your Red Sky Sword."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was slightly startled, but did not dare to neglect.

He reached out and took off the long sword from his waist, and handed it forward, feeling a little doubtful in his heart.

Ao Fan waved with one hand, and the Scarlet Sky Sword was in his hand instantly. His fingers flicked on the Scarlet Sky Sword. Ao Fan flicked the Scarlet Sky Sword with his backhand, and the Scarlet Sky Sword shot out in the blink of an eye. Disappeared into Zhenhai Dragon Palace.

Looking at this scene dumbfounded, Zhang Yi was filled with doubts, but did not dare to say anything more.

He took his Chixiao Sword away just to throw it away?

At this moment, Ao Fan's voice came over: "This sword has no destiny for you. As a disciple of my lineage, I will give you another magic weapon."

As he spoke, a dark golden light appeared in Ao Fan's hand, and a scroll of bamboo slips appeared in Ao Fan's hand.

The God of Wind standing at the bottom looked at the bamboo slips in the hands of the Dragon Emperor with confusion. For a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of magic weapon the Dragon Emperor was holding.

But Zhang Yi felt a familiar aura at this moment.

"This thing is the authentic copy of the heavenly book that your master Gui Guzi comprehended back then, and it is given to you today. It has endless wonderful uses, so you should use it after enlightenment."

I saw Zhang Yi kowtow, and I couldn't help but feel excited in my heart.

Book from heaven! It’s actually a heavenly book!

After Gui Guzi gained enlightenment back then, he planned to leave it to his disciples. Who knew that he would disappear after enlightenment? Who would have thought that it would still be in the hands of the Dragon King?

Ao Fan looked at the heavenly book in Zhang Yi's hand with a smile on his face.

It is true that the magic weapon is a heavenly book, but it is just a magic weapon. It is contained in the way of heaven. It is an innate magic weapon obtained by understanding the way of heaven after becoming a god.

As for its function, it is nothing more than borrowing the power of heaven to evolve what it wants to evolve.